A collection of ancient poems and famous sayings about mothers

When you think of yourself as a young child, when you fly high and carry your mother on your back. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

Pulling up the curtains and worshiping the mother river, Bai Juyi is worried about seeing his eyes dry with tears. ——Huang Jingren's "Farewell Old Mother"

Caterpillars are not easy to catch, and the yellow mouth has no period of satiety. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

My parents read it at that time, but you should know it today. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

In the fifteenth year of Caiyi, Cheng Huan was in front of his loving mother. ——Meng Haoran "Sending Zhang Shenming's Sutras to Jingzhou and Visiting the Province"

When I met, I felt pity for the thin body, and called my son to ask about my hardships. ——Jiang Shiquan's "Returning Home at the End of the Year"

Clothes wet with tears of reed flowers after frost - Yu Gong's "Thinking of Mother"

On a miserable windy and snowy night in Chaimen, having children at this time is worse than having none. ——Huang Jingren's "Farewell Old Mother"

There is a grandson who has not left, so she goes in and out without finishing her skirt. ——Du Fu's "Shi Hao Li"

The window of Amu Qi in Yaochi opened, and the singing of yellow bamboo moved the earth to mourn. ——Li Shangyin's "Yao Chi"

He sent his mother to Han Valley and left Bai Han Yin at home. ——Wang Anshi's "Fifteen"

The south wind blows in his heart, shaking it for whom? A loving mother leans on the door with love, and a wanderer's journey is painful. ——Wang Mian's "Mo Xuan Picture No. 1"

After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chick becomes fatter. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

When a wise person is in town, he returns to the mirror to repay his kindness and kindness and lights the Buddhist lamp. ——Li Dong's "A Letter of Gratitude to Mr. Situ Xianggong in the First Collection"

Where is the straight line of a house? The hometown of parents cannot be reached. ——Wang Jian's "Ancient Congjun"

Mutter the teaching words and brush the sweaters one by one. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

The old mother said goodbye to her son and called to the sky among the wild grass. ——Li Bai's "Yu Zhang Xing"

Both parents have hardships, especially mothers. ——Xu Xi's "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"

Put forward that the White Emperor in the West was frightened, and the ghost mother cried in the autumn suburbs. ——Li He's "Chunfang Zhengzi Jianzi Song"

People know that men and women are good at birth, but they don't know that men and women make people grow old. ——Wang Jian's "Dan Ge Xing"

My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home. ——Jiang Shiquan, "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"

Males and females scream in the air, but they never return after their voices are exhausted. ——Bai Juyi's "The Poems of Yan Revealed to Liu Sou"

I feel ashamed of my son and dare not sigh in the dust. ——Jiang Shiquan's "Arriving Home at the End of the Year"

The father pities the mother but cannot give her a slap, but she laughs so stupidly that it makes people sigh. ——Lu Tong's "Showing the Pregnancy"

When I arrived, my parents knew that they were going to live another life, so they put on their clothes as if they were going to die. ——Wang Jian's "Crossing the Liao River"

The child's body is about to be born, and the mother's body is like being in prison. ——Xu Xi's "Song of Encouraging Filial Piety"

What is there without a father? What is there to rely on without a mother? ——"Xiaoya Polygonum" in the Book of Songs

In the Ming Dynasty, the steamer was empty, and the mother and son were at odds. cry. ——Lu You "A Storm and Storm on October 28th"

The hakama anvil moved the ground, and the parents sang in the shopping mall. ——Guan Xiu's "Shangsun Shijun"

My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me. Pick me up, feed me, grow me up and nurture me, take care of me and return me - "Xiaoya Polygonum" in the Book of Songs

Parents cry, and birds also cry. ——Meng Jiao's "Yao Song (A Song of Shun, Appreciating Zheng's Village..."

He was orphaned at the age of four. His mother, Zheng, swore an oath to observe the law and taught him personally. ——Ouyang Xiu, "The Study of Land Painting" "Book"

My father is here and my mother is here, and the progress is long. How sad! I am worried and sad. ——Wang Zhaojun's "Words of Resentment"

I am sorry for my parents, who gave birth to me. —The Book of Songs "Xiaoya Polygonum"